As Told Over Brunch is a home for intelligent discourse from the twenty-something perspective - so the stuff you gossip about over mimosas on Sunday morning or over takeout on your friend's couch when happy hour ends too early. We love chatting about our lives, whether it be the relationships we’re building (or destroying), lessons we've learned at work, struggles at school, growing pains we've felt, or even the food we’re talking over.

The other morning I had to go to traffic court for a previously mentioned offense: Turning right on red when you aren’t supposed to (“failure to obey highway sign,” as the law puts it). My hearing (do they call it that?) was set for 9:30 AM two miles away from my apartment, so I left my house at 8:52 AM to begin my journey where all things that could go wrong did go wrong.

The court is off of 9th St. At 9:04 AM, I am at 2nd St. At 9:09 AM, I am on 4th.